” She meekly responded. “Mallory, next time that happens you call building security. That is not acceptable and my schedule is too busy for interr...ptions. Now get back to work I will handle this.” As I turn around and start walking towards my corner office, on the 35th floor overlooking the entire city I am rattling my brain as to who would have the balls to march into MY office like this and think I would accept them talking to my team in this manner. I approach my office and look in and I. Her dad is a bartender and they simply don't drink during working hours and this is a huge and very expensive looking glass. He picks up the bottle of booze that nobody has ever seen before, but knew he was keeping for a special occasion, but other than his daughter, nobody noticed him getting out the box and the bottle as they were all busy talking about something else and he's just dialed them out and it's he and his kid and he's about to open up to her about something. He picks up the bottle. I mean, they ain’t gigantic or anything, but they’re kind of big.”“Yeah,” the girl nodded. “Yeah, they are kind of big. And I seen pics of my grandmamas in bathing suits. My Grandmama Stevens, hers were like Mommy’s: kind of big. But my Grandmama Akron; hers were really big! Like, bigger than Ms. Fishbeck’s.”“That’s pretty big,” Paul admitted. “So yeah, when you grow up yours’ll be halfway between kind of big and really big.”Paula lightly pressed her fists to her bare chest and began walking. Finally Maria Elena calmed down enough that Victor was able to take her inside. In the living room he saw the full extent to which she had been abused. Her body was covered with bruises and welts. Her bottom had taken the brunt of the abuse and was covered with painful welts and dark bruises. Beyond her backside the welts thinned out somewhat, but no part of her body: not her legs, nor her back, nor her arms, nor her breasts, had been spared from the continuous whippings of the Lord who had.